This isn’t something that can be achieved through luck alone.

"Hello, Dean Fang," An Ran shook Dean Fang’s hand, allowing herself to be scrutinized. After all, coming for an inspection meant being the center of attention. She was not someone who couldn’t face people and was not afraid of being looked at.

Dean Fang withdrew his gaze and gestured to invite them, introducing as they walked, "Saintly Charity Nursing Home currently has 256 elderly residents, with 178 of them being under 80 and capable of self-care. The remaining 78 are over 80 or unable to care for themselves. Each year, Saintly Charity Nursing Home offers five free spots to take in isolated elderly from impoverished areas. Nearly 50 of these 78 are such individuals, most of whom have no children and lack medical insurance. Most of the annual expenses of Saintly Charity Nursing Home go towards these people, as they have no source of income, and healthcare needs are significant. By the way, currently, there are two critical patients who have been sent to Shengde Hospital."

An Ran nodded. Although the five spots for isolated elderly each year represent a substantial expense for Saintly Charity Nursing Home, for the countless elderly with no one to care for them, what Saintly does is just a drop in the bucket.

Dean Fang led the two further into the nursing home, often seeing young men and women in the yard chatting with or grooming the elderly, cutting their nails.

"Most of these people are volunteers who use weekends to serve the elderly here. Some are the children of the elderly, taking holidays to accompany them. Our Empire has now entered a phase of widespread aging. Children have their own work and lives, and caring for the elderly has become the most important issue for every family. Some families, constrained by the traditional culture of the Empire, view sending the elderly to nursing homes as unfilial behavior. But how many elderly suffer loneliness and torment at home?"

Dean Fang shook his head helplessly, turning back to see An Ran, giving an apologetic smile, "I seem to have talked too much."

How could Mr. An truly understand this at such a young age?

An Ran gazed at the surrounding elderly and volunteers. During high school, she and Xiao Xiao also volunteered at nursing homes, but none had the atmosphere of Saintly Charity Nursing Home.

She could see that the elderly here truly enjoyed their lives; each face was filled with happy and benevolent smiles. Those smiles were genuine, indicating Dean Fang’s exceptional leadership and management skills.

"Do you even know how to care? Grandma Wang has bedsores, and you let her sit on such a hard chair?"

A discordant voice suddenly entered everyone’s ears at a turning point.

Turning the corner, they saw a young man and a woman dressed as a nurse helping an elderly woman sit on a chair under the porch. The young man was holding a soft cushion and was arguing with the nurse.

Dean Fang was a bit embarrassed and was about to step forward when An Ran stopped him. She stood at the bend, looking at the nurse with great interest.

Previously, she had only instructed Huo Shaohua to inform the academy and major hospitals not to accept Cai Fen as an intern, but unexpectedly, Cai Fen had come to Saintly Charity Nursing Home.

After all, regardless of Saintly Charity Nursing Home being one of the best in Nan’an, their treatment of medical staff was incomparable to that of general hospitals.